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Chapter 2008 Sand Race

The enthusiasm of the audience was instantly ignited by Zhao Yongqi's rampage, and the laughter that soared into the sky seemed to break through the sky. Even Liu Hao, who was killed by several water ball bombs, could not help but laugh.

"Haha, with this kid here, any show will be the ratings champion." Xu Rong, who was sitting next to 6 Hao and shaking his body, patted his old brother's shoulders hard.

Looking at the male god who was being pulled away by his brothers in the distance with a doting face, 6 Hao nodded and said, "A little guy like this will really make people unconsciously pamper him."

Although the grouping was temporarily terminated due to Brother Xiao Qi's rampage, the high camera still faithfully recorded that the first time the green apple was hit by Yang Mu's hand before it fell. Regardless of whether the two little girls were pouting and their faces were unhappy, whether the other girls were a little disappointed, the first grouping was completed.

However, five minutes later, after the male creatures arranged again, the remaining seven goddesses immediately became excited again, and their beautiful faces were filled with excited sweet smiles.

With a big towel, all the non-sticky liquids were wiped clean with the help of several young sisters and Yang Mu. With the help of Queen Mu Mu's white and tender hands, Zhao Yongqi rushed to the director's seat to hide from the sun. Seeing that starting from Li Chen, he copied his bad luck one by one, and they all became dazzling turkeys. The male god had long forgotten how he had gone wild before. While laughing, he even had time to give thumbs up to the little girl in the planning team.

After more than half an hour, the grouping was completely completed. This time, the grouping gave fans great happiness, and all kinds of laughter and jokes emerged one after another. Seeing them unlucky, it seemed as happy as if they were having a lottery.

Because the sun was too big, 6 Hao did not announce that he had entered the first official mission, but asked the field staff to take everyone to a nearby temporary lounge to change clothes. Although they had already worn protective clothing before, the soldiers' clothing still had to be removed, otherwise in such hot weather for a long time, a lot of sweating would cause unpredictable results.

As usual, when entering the temporary lounge with air conditioning, the men and women suddenly collapsed. All kinds of ice drinks became what they needed the most at the moment.

The lounge is not big, just enough for everyone to sit. There is a room with a partition inside, which is where girls change their clothes.

Perhaps the excitement just now had not passed, and the sweet voices of the girls chattering never stopped. Instead, the men seemed to have suffered some blows, and they all collapsed in chairs and were not even too lazy to speak.

Half an hour later, the venue staff guided everyone back to the venue again, and the fans' cheers sounded again.

At this moment, there were a lot of yellow cloth bags in the large area of ​​sand, which seemed to contain a lot of things. There were two extra-large tires at the exit point, which seemed to be the game venues arranged by the venues in half an hour.

After 6 Hao signaled everyone to gather, he pointed to the venue and said, "As a qualified Ming soldier, the first thing you need is physical strength. Now, you will enter the field in the form of two teams at a time. Ten minutes per game. Men tie the rope of the tire to their waists, and girls must sit completely between the tires without any part of their body touching the ground. In five minutes, you must collect enough sandbags, each sandbag weighs about three kilograms, and finally, the more teams collected to win. At the same time, the other people who do not participate can take the water polo bombs on the side and attack the contestants. Please remember that the fewer others, the more likely you are to win, so please try your best to attack. In the end, the top three who win will be exempted from punishment, and the remaining five teams will enjoy our barbecue board punishment under the big sun!"

When Zhao Yongqi heard such rules, he couldn't help but start to wail. It was enough to drag a big tire, and he had to sit on a little woman, which was enough to pull it. He even had to ask those girls to pick up sandbags, each weighing three pounds. Looking at the dense sandbags on the ground, no matter which male creature it was, he had no good face at this moment, not to mention the barbecue hell blocked by the sun visor!

The goddesses are completely different. They are obviously very welcome to such good things that only need to sit and pick up things.

"Hey, although you smile sweetly, beautifully and charmingly, please consider how we feel?" Zhao Yongqi was so angry that the beautiful goddesses around him laughed and made a direct request.

"Hehe, Frog Oppa, do they look good?" Tianran was stunned with a sweet smile on his face, jumped to Zhao Yongqi, poked his beautiful cheeks, and tilted his thighs and smiled sweetly.

"It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking at all. It's best to cry! It's best to look when you cry!" Zhao Yongqi shook his head firmly.

"Hehe, I'm not angry at all today because the frog Oppa is going to be in trouble!" Tianrandai ignored Zhao Yongqi's glaring, and giggled and rushed back to the goddesses who were laughing and laughing.

He looked at Tianrandai running away helplessly. After thinking for a long time, Brother Qi, who was not brave enough to provoke so many goddesses, could only helplessly walk back to Cheng He, patted his shoulder and said, "Brother He, I will finally say goodbye to you today. When you roast it into jerky, I will buy some to try it."

Cheng He opened his mouth. Although he wanted to fight back, he saw the sandbags and looked at the barbecue boards in the distance. Finally, he sighed and said, "This person is unlucky and it's useless to do anything. I'm going to provoke whom, but I'm going to participate in such a show. Alas... Xiao Qi, take care of yourself!"

The two big men looked at each other affectionately for a long time, and finally turned into a long sigh, which made the fans around them laugh from ear to ear.

"Okay, it's better to have a short pain than long pain. I'll draw it!" When the field officials brought the lottery boxes for the competition, today's male god was ready to travel to hell, and they simply didn't let Damu Muchang, which had a halo of luck. Perhaps because they knew that their bad luck was too strong, Damu Mu's little bit of lucky halo was useless, so they reached out to touch one. Sure enough, Damu No. 1!

After Zhao Yongqi's No. 1 came out, Cheng He walked forward, closed his hands and whispered: "It must be No. 2, it must be No. 2!"
Chapter completed!
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